I let Eva's legs down from my shoulders. I needed respite from that position and I'm sure she did, too.
"Lay down here and let me rest a minute," she directed. I lay down. She reversed her position to mine, positioned my legs into a figure four, lay her head on my left thigh and put my cock in her mouth. Didn't even ask my permission.
"You didn't ask my permission to do that!" I told her, rightfully indignant. Or as indignant as I could be considering what she was doing to my cock with her lips and tongue.
She paused in her ministrations long enough to say, "It isn't necessary for me to ask your permission, considering the way you've treated my poor innocent body so far."
"Bitch!" That was my manly retort.